A wedding, a whirlwind trip around the country, and an unexpected attraction to the pilot always at her side…Carolyn’s role as mother-of-the-bride is proving to be a lot more exciting than she expected.Arthur is determined to be a gentleman. But from the evening horseback rides at the ranch to an unexpected night in a hotel room together, his desire for Carolyn is tested.Both have waited a long time for a second chance at love. Neither of them want to get it wrong. One room, one bed, two people who only met a week ago—a recipe for disaster or an opportunity for a second chance?

Excerpt:Mac’s father was in rare form. “Let’s get a move on. C’mon, Carolyn. We are goin’ to town to get a snort of pure Rocky Mountain oxygen. Trudy, are ye ready?”“I appreciate the offer, but I should probably stay here and help Annie. I’m sure she’s got some last minutes things to do,” Carolyn begged off.“No, go ahead. Have a good time,” Annie said. “Everything is under control here. Do you want me to run up and get your purse?”“Thanks, but I brought it down with me; it’s in the foyer.”“Then we’ll no be wastin’ time,” Mac’s father said as he took her arm and headed for the door.They all piled into the SUV and were down the mountain in short order. It was a white-knuckle ride for Carolyn who wasn’t used to winding mountain roads.As they exited the car, Trudy was excited to see so many shops she didn’t remember being there the last time she was in Estes. She and Carolyn were eager to visit them all and spend some money.“Ye can shop for an hour and one hour only. I’ll no be goin’ home broke. But first we hit the pharmacy. I left somethin’ important at home and I’ll no be without it.”Trudy cringed but Carolyn was over the moon. Now if she could just find that lube Arthur told her about the trip would be worth it.Once inside, Trudy steered Carolyn to the card section. She wanted to pick up some post cards to mail to her friends back in Florida.Mac’s father, Conall, started roaming up and down the aisles. He wasn’t a quiet man to begin with, but the Victorian tin tiles on the high ceiling in the old building made for great acoustics and even as he muttered everyone could hear him.“Where the hell are they keepin’ that? At home it’s right in this aisle with the sweet smellin’ pussy stuff, douches, and rubbers.”His voice was entirely too loud for Trudy’s liking and her face turned crimson as others in the store began to look down the aisle where Conall was perusing the merchandise.“Come on, let’s get out of here, pretend we aren’t with him,” Trudy pleaded.Talking aloud to himself—well actually anyone in the store—Conall started naming off the things he was seeing on the shelves. “Tampons, Always, Maxi Ultra thins, can’t imagine they’d do much good. Hmm, panty liners, pregnancy tests; a woman would no be needin’ those if they had some damn rubbers in this place. Ovulation tests…nope, I’m not ovulatin’ this month.” He laughed. “Douche bags, Summer’s Eve buy one get one free…probably a good deal if ye neglect to bathe.”He continued down the aisle. “Well, what do ye know,” he said as he picked up a container and started reading. “Say Good-Bye to chafed thighs. Sweat absorber and friction fighter. Lady Anti Monkey Butt is specially formulated…” He started laughing so hard he couldn’t finish reading. “Friction fighter, that’s not for me, I like friction. But it does say it’s for indoor and outdoor use. I wonder what the neighbors would be thinkin’ about that.”By now he’d attracted enough attention that the pharmacist came out from behind the counter and asked if he could help him.“It depends,” Conall said.“Oh, Depends, they’re right down this aisle. What size are you?”“I’m no in need of those paper diapers,” Conall shouted. “Do I look incompetent to ye?”“No sir, you do not. I thought you needed something for incontinence.”“Well, ye made a simple mistake then.”“What I need comes in a little package about this big. It’s blue and pink and inside there are two containers, one for him and one for her. Have ye tried it?” Conall then lowered his voice for the first time. “It’s for makin’ love, thrillin’ stuff; ye should try it. At home it’s right next to the rubbers, but I see ye no have any of those either.”

About the author:Keriann McKenna lives in the beautiful foothills of the Rocky Mountains with most of her family nearby. She writes both sweet and steamy romances about real life.Love Shows Up is a companion book to her Fall River Ranch Series (4 books) and will stand alone.The Key to Annie’s Heart (Book 1) is permafree on Amazon.MacDermot’s Bride (Book 2) follows. Both contain explicit sex scenes and domestic discipline.The MacDermots of Scotland (Book 3) the story of Mac and Annie’s honeymoon tones down the explicit sex and contains no domestic discipline. The same is true of On Loving a Woman, which contains elements of the paranormal. Mac’s great-grandfather appears to her as a ghost and sends her on a mission to find a book he wrote long ago (Book 4.) This book details how Mac’s great-grandfather and his wife rescue a young woman who is being abused by the Dean of the all-girls school. It may be a sensitive subject for some readers as it balances abuse by the Dean with the loving compassion Mac’s great-grandfather shows his wife. It does end well when justice and karma catch up with the Dean.At the request of readers who are not fans of domestic discipline, Keriann rewrote the first two books in the series.Fall River Rancher…Lonely Too Long (Sweet version of Book 1) and Fall River Bride…Lonely No More (Sweet version of Book 2) are available at all major vendors.

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